Qiao Ling struggled to think of an excuse.

Li Chan directly interrupted her and said coldly: "Just what, I just feel that I have wronged you as a maid, and I have ambitions to climb into my father's bed and be the mistress of this Qi Palace?!" ”

Qiao Ling's face changed greatly, and she suddenly said urgently: "The slave doesn't dare!" ”

"County master, the slave and maid don't dare to think about the prince, the slave and maid just have a good person, so they will be confused for a while, and the slave and maid have no intention of arrogance to the prince!"

Li Chan looked at her coldly when she heard this: "There is no arrogance at all, so what are these?" If you had not had a different heart, why would you hide the things of my father? Still with this filth thing?! ”

She threw the ambergris stained paper in her face, and said coldly: "Don't tell me, this is also something that you like, I won't even be unrecognizable by my father's handwriting!" ”

Qiao Ling's face was stunned, and she hurriedly picked up the papers, and when she saw what was inside, her face suddenly changed.

Qiao Ling said loudly with a look on her face: "County Lord, this is not a slave's thing, the slave has never seen these papers, and the slave has really not stolen the prince's things......"

Seeing that Li Chan didn't believe her at all, Qiao Ling's heart was in a mess.

She grabbed the paper in her hand tightly, and suddenly saw Bixin standing next to Li Chan, raised her head violently and said angrily:

"Isn't it you?!"

"It's you who can't see me well, you're jealous of my face in front of the county lord, it's you who hate me for beating you with a grudge, that's why you stole the prince's ink treasure to frame me!!"

Bi Xin was startled when she heard this, and her face turned slightly pale: "I didn't!" ”

"You did beat me, but it has not been a matter of a day or two since you taught the slaves and maids in the courtyard, last time you almost broke my fingers because I embroidered an embroidered handkerchief for the county lord, and was promoted to a second-class maid ring by the county lord, if I wanted to take revenge on you, I would have done it a long time ago, how could I wait until today?"

Bixin's words made Qiao Ling's face instantly pale, and Li Chan's eyes were covered with a gloomy color.

I embroidered an embroidered handkerchief for her, and my fingers were almost broken.

It turns out that Qiao Ling has already reached such a point?

Bixin knelt in front of Li Chan and said: "County Lord, when the slave maid took people to search Qiaoling's room on your order, there were many people present, and these things were all found from Qiaoling's room. ”

"What's more, from leaving the county lord here just now to going to Qiao Ling's room, there are people around the slave and maid, and the slave and maid have no time to go anywhere else, and the slave and maid have never been to the front yard, let alone the prince's room, how can the slave and maid take these things to frame Qiao Ling."

After Bi Xin finished speaking, she turned her head to look at Qiao Ling and said:

"You said that I framed you for these things, so what about this doll, the booklet, and these medicinal powders, do you dare to say that they are not yours?"

"As soon as you compare the needle and thread on this doll, you know that it is your arm, as well as the medicine powder, you will definitely not be able to get these things yourself, you must be looking for someone to help you get them back, there must be witnesses among them, do you dare to say that I hurt you these things?"

Only then did Li Chan notice the rag doll on the plate and a few packets of medicinal powder.

The rag doll was pitch black, and although there was nothing pasted on it, the torn head and almost deformed limbs made Li Chan shiver.

Dayan rarely saw witchcraft, and there was nothing posted on the doll, but the doll's miserable appearance couldn't help but make her want to go somewhere else.